Wednesday 3 March 2021

FALLEN ANGEL

 Fallen angel cries 

As he falls toward the earth

The darkness of his eyes

Barely cover tears

Not knowing what they're worth

Fallen angel sighs

As he brushes off his wings

Covered with the dirt

Of masses crying in vain

For peace and harmony

Reaching out to him 

It's too late 

Can't they see?

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